Painting pictures with words.
Opening a part of the soul.
Emotion flowing with the lines.
Tapestry skillfully woven.
Reflecting thoughts artfully.
Yearning to make a difference.
--Karen O'Leary--Whispers' Editor

Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Beyond the Midnight Blue--By Martha Magenta--England

Beyond
the Midnight Blue

I
love to love you in the Spring,

When
nesting birds take to wing.

When
sunlight glints on morning dew,

My
heart sings melodies for you.

And
when the sun drops behind the hills,

When
all is dark and evening chills,

When
the moon is high up in the sky,

Love
gives me wings and lets me fly.

When
cold winds blow the leaves in fall,

Amidst
the winter’s bitter squall,

I
run my fingers through your hair,

And
sense the fragrance that you wear.

When
the first crocus breaks the snow,

That's
when my love for you will grow,

The
time for loneliness has passed,

For
now, the love spell has been cast.

When
winter's winds no longer bite,

On
fine and moonlit summer nights,

As
we dream beyond the midnight blue,

I
will love to love my dream come true.

Martha
Magenta lives in England, UK. Her poetry, haiku, senryu and tanka have appeared
in a number of journals and magazines. She collects her published work on a
blog: https://marthamagenta.com/